Learning the Ways

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Lathia

Lathia bit down on her lip in thought. He had a valid point. Things had happened so fast she hadn't even stopped to think about it all. She gave a small nod a bit fustrated but knew it was for the best. She would not wish the Goddess' wrath on anyone well except maybe the Christains.

"Your right sir. My apologies"

 

[bullshot]

Gawain

As Gawain started to release Lathia he heard in his mind.

“Children you are bonded by my will whatever you do together is my will from now, enjoy each other while you can for the future is still unknown,”

As Gawain looked at Lathia to see if she’d heard the same as him, his cock suddenly became rock hard and knew that the Goddess was helping him as he leaned forward and kissed Lathia on the lips and his hands continued their exploration of her body.

 

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Lathia

Lathia would have smiled at the message but had no time since Gawains lips were already upon hers and his hands exploring. She felt her own hands wrap around his neck. She kissed him back softly as her body pressed up against his. It was so calm around them the only sounds were coming from the water they were in now. It was as if time had stopped but she knew better and she intented to make the best of it.

 

[bullshot]

Gawain

Gawain continued the kiss as he lifted Lathia into his arms and moved to the bank of the spring where he laid her down softly before starting to tease her body again. This time they were going to do it in their own time not a rushed event as it had been in his room.

Gently he slipped his fingers between the lips of her sex finding her clit he started to tease it as he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to her breasts licking at first and then sucking her nipples into his mouth as he tried to get her fully aroused.

He could feel her nipples hardening in his mouth and his hand was certainly having some effect on her clit as he continued his assault on her body.

 

[Mystical Avalon]

Taking his hand, she led him through the twisting path to the top of the Tor. The breeze was light and the warmth of the sun was covering them like a soft blanket.


"My lover, it is not for me to understand the purposes we each serve here in Avalon. Yet, I feel it is my destiny to know. We serve the Goddess in forms variant to those around us and yet we are but her pawns in a game with no winner. War is coming to Avalon. A war that will destroy our way of life and still we cling to the hope we can save it. The elves will help, of that I have no doubt. The fae folken will also lend a hand. Yet, the bonds of men and elves will be tested. You and I walk a path of such difference that only the Goddess herslef knows where it will lead. If you love me, then love me. Here, now" she said placing soft kisses upon his lips.

Her body was afire with wanton desire. She boldly took his hands and placed them on her body. She wanted him and she needed him.

The urgency with which they loved last was short lived. Today, they had time enough for both lives. Today they would love as if tomorrow never existed.

 

[AmenRa]

O'Bonn said nothing. He held her away from him, his hand on her neck, and looked into her eyes. He then used his other hand and tore the neckline of the gown she wore, baring her breasts, to which he fastened his mouth and sucked.

The High Warrior pulled her against him, feeling as she arched her back, thrusting her nipples to his mouth for him to taste.

Still holding her tightly, in order to maintain her balance so she would not fall, he moved downward, lowever, lavishing his tongue across her belly until he unfastened the remainder of her clothes. He glancec up at her once from his kneeling position. The last time he had knelt before anyone was his father, the king. Yet now, he knelt before the woman, the human whom he loved.

O'Bonn picked up one of her legs, still holding her balanced above him, and draped it across his shoulder, tightly against his neck. As he buried his lips and toungue into her sweating sex, he heard her gasp, and then moan, and then say his name a hundred times it seemed.

 

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Lathia

"Mmmmm"

She closed her eyes leaning her head back on the grass. He was moving at a slower pace than earlier but it made it feel all the more magical. After the night it was uncertain when or if they would see each other again. Her body was tingling with delight and she would savor these feelings and moments forever. She took her hands and ran it through his hair as she just held his head to her breast like a babe suckling for milk.

 

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Gawain

Feeling her hands in his hair Gawain released her nipples and started to kiss and lick his way down her stomach until he reached her mound, removing his fingers from her sex he licked along the lips of her pussy before finally teasing her clit with his tongue.

Sucking her clit into his mouth he continued to tease it while he replaced his fingers into her slowly working them in and out as he felt her juices start to run freely as he teased her body.

He wasn’t finished with her yet as he released her clit and slipped his tongue between the lips of her sex pushing it in as far as he could moving it around inside her licking the inner walls of her body.

 

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Lathia

"Oooh. Please don't stop" Lathia cooed softly. She could feel the dampness she had felt between her legs now replaced with an unbearable heat. She rested her legs on his broad strong shoulders. He had the body of a warrior. Even in the night she could see his scars from battle. She wanted to kiss them all and before the night was over she would have her wish.

 

[bullshot]

Gaeain

When she said don’t stop Gawain nearly laughed he had no immediate intention of stopping he was going to drive her as high as he could with his tongue before replacing it with his cock. She’d moved her legs over his shoulders giving his tongue a much better penetration as it probed as deep as it could inside her pussy.

He juices were running freely by now as he continued to tease her body by licking inside her then going back to her clit for a period before pushing his tongue deep inside once more.

 

[Mystical Avalon]

Morrigann felt the heat burning inside her as he explored her with his mouth.

She could only moan and groan inaudible sounds as he continued his assault.

"unnnn ohhh unnn ahhhh" was all you could hear. Throwing her head back she felt the sensations building as before and the warmth spread from her crotch to drip down her thighs.

 

[InnerKitty]

Vivanne speaks with Merlin before Mercurius makes his leave

"Merlin... father, brother..... lover." she looks him in the eye, "The Goddess is calling on the God all over Avalon. Can you feel it?" She takes his hand in hers and closes her eyes. She can feel the ancient magic running through his veins and feels the energy coursing through his body.
With her mind she calls all the fey that live in Avalon to join with the goddess and god and raise the majic (Yes even you my gentle hunter, at the edge of the wildest wood in Avalon, a priest of the god awaits you) that even now Morganne and her elf along with Gawain and Lathia were raising. The ritual of there lovemaking could be felt all over the island, the power of their bond and the energy they were raising was palpable.
Her grip tightened on Merlins hand. "If we were 20 years younger we could join the ritual. Alas," she looks back to her old friend and companion, "youth has passed us." She smiles genuinely, full of love and respect. Patting his aged hand with her own. "We shall have to simply love vicariously through the passion of Avalon... and remember."

The room begins to go white... as if the fog has entered in and is building. Vivanne can still see Merlins eyes and she is not afraid. She blinks involuntarily and feels his hand slip from hers. When she opens her eyes, his are no longer there. Instead his apprentice, Mercurius, stands before her, his youthful body shirtless, mist clinging to his hair, but his eyes... Merlin!
For a moment Vivanne stares. Then she looks down at her hands, they have lost their thinned look, they look like hands of a twenty year old, she reaches to her face and feels smooth clear soft skin, pulling a lock of hair before her eyes she sees it is jet as it was in her youth, her breasts feel full and firm and high, and her body no longer sags. She is dressed in a simple white chemise, form fitting to show her new body to its greatest potential. As she touches it, it disappears, as insubstantial as the mist itself.
She smiles at the man before her. "MerlinMercurius, I pray that you find me as pleasing as I find you. The god and the godess, it seems, will not leave us out of their plan for Avalon. Please, let us join with the others." She holds out her hand toward the man/god/lover before her.

 

[Screech]

Valanthe had stood quitely, leaning against the battlements of the great castle, staring out over the isle of Avalon, her mind blank, enjoying the feeling of the high winds as they whipped against her body. Yes, she was a little cold, but that didn't matter.

She was taken by suprise as the voice of vivienne formed in her mind, commanding her to travel out to the edge of the Wild Wood, and meet with a 'priest of God' to aid in the building of a spell.

Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Valanthe raced back into the castle, and through it's myriad halls and corridors, trying to retain her sense of calm as she went. It wasn't long before she made it out of the front gate, but by that time she was panting and sweating heavily, her legs shaking.

Slowly, steadilly, she made her way out and towards the woods

 

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Lathia

She grabbed his hair tugging on it a bit now as she moaned loudly. She could almost hear it echo throughout the isle. She wondered for a moment if those in Glastonbury could hear. They would have been petrified and she smirked at the thought.

"Mmm..more.." she stammered loving the feel.

 

[InnerKitty]

Vilanthe's priest of the horned god

The male stood at the edge of the wood. He stood shirtless in long pants and boots, he had been working in the woods when the horned god compelled him to this place. He could feel the erotic energy of the island just as all the Woodlings and fey of Avalon could... All around him the fey were coupling, females walked by with the unfocused look of need-desire, of the godess influence, but they were not his female/preistess and they didn't see him. He could feel his preistess/goddess child, smell her on the wind, smell her (fear?) uneasiness as if she stood here before him. He could almost taste her...

Valanthe.... it is I, Kantas who awaits you, please do not fear me, he thought in his head. Oh father, mother, let her not reject me! he knew the coupling would happen. They were compelled, but he prayed that she would allow him to be her mate afterward. He had always watched her from afar, but had never sought her affection for fear of rejection. To him she was all beauty and grace and ferocity. He loved her. Yes, even without be compelled by the gods of Avalon, he loved her.

He saw her form in the distance. His entire body flashed cold then hot. He shuffled from one foot to the other, wiping his palms on his pants trying to keep them free of sweat.

Her scent grew stronger as she approached. His mind became muddled. Her beauty and her scent was so very intoxicating. He fought the feeling of rut that was coming over him. He wanted to be in control... not let nature control him completely.... "Oh Valanthe... I have wanted you so long... please want me too..."
he thought/said....

His mouth watered and his eyes went blurry except for her, in his vision, she had an aura of golden light surrounding her. He could see her beautiful eyes, her lucious lips, the curve of her body under her tunic, her slow hesitant walk, which seemed even more sensual than her normal grace. He felt his body flush with desire, his pants began to feel too tight and restrictive. He wanted to feel her against him, to smell her hair, kiss her lips, hear her breathin in his ear, to taste her skin.... Her scent was so strong, he no longer smelled the flowers or anything, but her. He could hear her breathing and her near silent footsteps as she continued her slow walk toward him
To Kantas, nothing exsisted but this godess before him and his need to fufill her, to be her partner, to join with her here, now....

"Valanthe" he said, as she approached, his voice husky, but even, "this day...you are my priestess... and I am your priest..." His breathing became heavier with each word, the desire for her beginning to overtake him... "Know that although I am c-compelled to serve you today... I would do so without compulsion... for the rest of my days... please do not fear this moment..." He falls to his knees in front of her looking into her face, his strong arms reaching up to her, his muscled chest heaving with the quickness of his breathing. his eyes filled with desire and perhaps love... "come to me Valanthe...my goddess..."

 

[bullshot]

Gawain

Lathia was now gripping his hair pulling him closer trying to get his tongue deeper than it would go into her pussy.

By now his cock had risen to full erection and wanted to penetrate her to explode another load of cum deep inside her.

Carefully becauseof the grip she had on his hair he moved so that he could lick his way back up over her stomach folding her legs that were still over his shoulders up her body.

He stopped for a short while to tease her tits and nipples with his mouth before reaching her lips and kissing her passionately as his cock slid easily into her sex that was wide open because of her legs being bent up her body with her feet almost touching her shoulders.

Slowly at first he started to slide in and out of her intending to make this coupling something that they'd both remember when they were parted.

 

[Screech]

Valanthe had been walking through the woodlands, guided by some unseen force, and past the other priests and priestesses who did not notice her passing, so engrossed they were in their own activities. There was a strange, yet pleasant smell on the air...

She could feel her mind clouding slightly. Rational thaught that told her not to wander woodlands slowly, alone, and unarmed, were distant. All that seemed to matter was the reaching of this one goal, this one act that had been spoken to her mind

It wasn't long before her gaze settled on one man ahead of her, bare-chested and looking straight back at her. His name was... Kantas. Kantas the priest. Was that who she was supposed to meet? She had seen him a couple of times before, even played a trick on him once by dyeing irregular patches of his clothes a deep green, and hiding the rest. But she'd never thaught about him in this way. Perhaps it was his well-toned body that made her heart quicken, or perhaps it was the compulsion?

She stepped before him, smiling sweetly, and trying hard to supress her inner beast as it railed against her enforced control. But why? Normally she let her instincts run free, but not this time. He fell to his knees before her, uttering his praise of her in a deep, husky voice. He held out his arms, and she grasped them, pulling him back to his feet. She had to try hard to get her own voice to respond, such was the power of her newfound desire in this place.

"Kantas. I am no goddess. Just a woman"

She released his hands and ran her fingers through his hair. Closing her eyes, she leaned in and kissed him as gently as her fading willpower would allow on his lips

 

[InnerKitty]

Kantas

Kantas moaned as Valanthe kissed him. How often he'd dreamed of this moment, although he never would have dreamed her compelled to come to him, he always wanted her freely. He wanted her freely now, but the goddess and the god had required their coupling... something new and huge and terribly magical was on the horizon for Avalon and the world of men...
but that was the last thought he had that wasn't solely of Valanthe ...

her lips warm, soft and moist, caused him to shudder as they touched his. Gently, in spite of his desire to ravish, he stroked his tounge inside her mouth.
His hands shook as he placed them on her lower back. He could feel the heat of her body through her clothing. He pulled her in closer to him, his groin longing for hers. The intense heat coming from her washed over him, he felt his control slipping. He pulled back from her kiss, touching her hair and brushing it back from her face, "You are and have always been a goddess to me, and today most of all, you are her aspect. I would rather you come of your free will, but we have been compelled, and we wild creatures more than any, do not deny the call of the gods."
He kissed her forhead, inhaling her scent, feeling the silkiness of her skin, feeling her breath upon his skin.

"I have a place prepared for us." Bending down, he lifted Valanthe into his arms and carries her deeper into the forest, never taking his eyes from hers and never missing a step. At last he looks away and climbing a few rocks, lays her gently in a bed of fragrant leaves and flowers, the sun gently shining through the boughs of the trees.

There are sounds of lovemaking echoing from far away and all around them, and the songs of birds calling their mates. A gentle breeze lifts Kanta's hair for a moment. He sits beside her, his eyes drinking in her beauty, his mouth watering for a taste of her skin, his hands tingling to touch her again... Panting and barely able to keep his thoughts clear, Kantas says huskily, "Please...please...Valanthe, give me your leave to love you... we have no choice, but... I want no...guilt or re...se..ntment.... be..tween us." Her scent is overpoweing him, her closeness causeing his nerves to scream with his desire of her, only her eyes keep him locked in reality... He reaches to stoke her face gently and moves in for a kiss his still clothed body poised above her.
"Quickly... my goddess... please... permit me.... or forgive me..."
His kiss is deep and his body hot as he lays upon her, He kisses her neck, hoping to hear her response, but his mind is leaving him and his instincts are taking over. She is female, he is male and he wants her, wants her now.....

 

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Lathia

"Oh Gawain", Lathia managed to moan loudly in fact. She knew she was a bit flexiable but she was amazed at how easily she bent to his desires. Her breath was quick now as she squirmed a bit enjoying the feeling inside of her. And her heart was beating so fast she were almost sure she would explode. She could feel the magic all around her now and in her it was as clear to her as ever and oh how she was enjoying herself.

 

[Screech]

Kantas had layed Valanthe down on a bed of flowers and leaves. The combined fragrance waspowerful and, quite probably unitionally, alluring. She could feel the last threads of her rational mind slipping away as they lay together, as they kissed...

Her body was flushed with heat, and the spell that was being woven was awakening something deep inside the wildling elf, and she had to admit, she was enjoying the feeling of letting go, of letting the primal control her. She held Kantas close and whispered in his ear. "Yes. Oh yes, I give myself to you!"

 

[bullshot]

Gawain

As Gawain started to increase the pace that his cock was slipping in and out of her pussy he could feel something in the air but instead of putting him off it appeared to be increasing the pleasure even at his mild pace.

He was increasing the speed of his movement steadily now thrusting deeper into her with each inward stroke until he could feel the end of his manhood hitting her cervix on the outward stroke he was moving so that the top of his cock was rubbing against her clitoris and somehow he could feel the excitement going through her body.

He wondered if she could feel his excitement and pleasure as he continued to ram himself into her harder and harder slamming against her cervix on each inward stroke whatever was in the air made him feel as if he could continue forever.

 

[InnerKitty]

Kantas is smitten

Kantas had layed Valanthe down on a bed of flowers and leaves. The combined fragrance waspowerful and, quite probably unitionally, alluring. She could feel the last threads of her rational mind slipping away as they lay together, as they kissed...

Her body was flushed with heat, and the spell that was being woven was awakening something deep inside the wildling elf, and she had to admit, she was enjoying the feeling of letting go, of letting the primal control her. She held Kantas close and whispered in his ear. "Yes. Oh yes, I give myself to you!"

With her words his head pops up and he looks her in the eye, For a moment he has control enough to say, "Thank you" Then he reaches up to kiss her lips with his own. Her kisses remind him of honeywine and his mind reels... so soft, so warm. Then the spell weaves him in tighter.

He feels all the other lovers on the island, their minds become one with him, he is both the lover and the loved.

But he wants to love Valenthe.. goddess let me love your aspect you have placed beneath and before me. Her scent washes over him and his mind becomes instinctual. The minds of the other residents become so much erotic background noise. Before him is the Mother, in her fertile and most beautiful aspect. He can feel her body and it's growing deire for him. He can feel his desire grown, his erection almost painful with the need of her. He begins roughly removing her clothing, kissing and biting her warm flesh each time it is revealed.
Finall she lies naked before him. Her skin flushed, glistening with a fine mist of perspiration. Her perfectly shaped breasts high upon her chest, are red from his caresses, Her nipples have blushed a near red. Her shallow quick breathing makes them jiggle inticeingly. Her soft belly fluttering in anticipation of his touch. Oh he wants her, wants to be inside of her, feeling her wetness that he can see and smell, to join with her. to feel her body clench on his member.

He feels drunk with her and wishes to drink in more.....

Taking each of her hands in his he places them on the drawstring of his pants. Looking deep into her eyes he waits for her to take her cue. His erection is trobbing against the leather. He leans forward just and presses his manhood hard upon the lacings. His hands upon him, even clothed, cause him to throw his head back and moan. Her touch is like fire and he so wishes to be engulfed in her flame.

"Valanthe, please... it is sweet torture... release me... that I may love you....properly...."
His voice is low and husky, his words slurred with his need. His eyes go back to the beauty of her face. She is so beautiful.....so sexy......so sensual..

"Please... my goddess..release me of your own free will........."

the sounds of the others lovemaking intrude upon his mind and for a moment he was the make and the female. His groin trobbed, snapping him back to himself and the vision of beauty incarnate before him.

 

[InnerKitty]

has this tread died?

just wondering...
IK